The black-robed Taoist vigilantly grabbed the secret technique of Mao Mountain on the wooden table and impatiently waved his hand at Zuo Xiaohan, shooing him out.
"Shh…"
Zuo Xiaohan left the thatched cottage with a complicated expression.
When there was no one around, she realized that her heart was still beating non-stop.
" It was too risky just now. If we were to alert the other party, then…"
Zuo Xiaohan turned around and thought about it. He also felt that his actions just now were extremely dangerous. If the black-robed Taoist became suspicious of him, his outcome would be very miserable.
Right now, he was still a newbie who had just left the Novice Village. Any random wild monster or NPC could take his life.
His status was too low, and he had no means to save his life. The only thing he could rely on was the contents of the comic book.
From this, he could deduce the general direction of the incident.
"If only I could find someone to borrow strength from.”
Zuo Xiaohan pondered for a moment.
In the current Zhou Residence, other than the zombies that were about to be resurrected, there were only three people who could influence the overall situation.
The first two were naturally the current patriarch of the Zhou Residence, Zhou Donglai, and the butler. The third person was the Daoist priest with the special technique.
"No, there's still one more person."
Zuo Xiaohan knocked on his head. Suddenly, the image of a woman in white with a miserable expression appeared in front of him.
This person was the Zhou Manor's Young Mistress, the unlucky woman who had lost her husband at a young age.
If one were to think about it, the death of Zhou Donglai's son had something to do with this unlucky woman.
According to Zuo Xiaohan's inherited memories, this young lady was born into a large family in the county town. She had been married to the Zhou residence for more than a year and had never had any children.
Hence, Zhou Donglai had the idea of getting his son a concubine.
Because of this, the couple had quarreled many times in private.
The family didn't get along, which led to the Zhou family's only son going to the brothel to drink to relieve his worries. After getting drunk, he fell down from upstairs and died.
Because of this, Zhou Donglai's attitude towards his daughter-in-law was very bad.
Even the butler didn't put him in his eyes.
This young lady might be the only person he could borrow power from at the moment.
Zuo Xiaohan pondered for a while, his expression uncertain.
At this moment, the courtyard door of the backyard opened, and a series of messy footsteps could be heard.
"Quick…quick, you have to lift and put it gently later. Don't drop Young Master.”
"Also…that person, don't come here if you're not related. The immortal master has ordered that the fewer people who come here, the better.”
Zuo Xiaohan stood in front of the thatched cottage and looked over. He noticed that there were a few torches outside the courtyard door of the backyard. A group of people, led by the Zhou Manor's butler, were carrying a coffin and rushing over.
Behind them was a white-robed woman, and the other person beside her was her personal maid, Xiao Hong.
"Why are they here?"
Zuo Xiaohan muttered to himself, a hint of worry rising in his heart.
The black soil in front of the thatched cottage was the burial ground that the black-robed Taoist had found, and it carried a faint ominous aura. Xiao Hong had always treated him well in the Zhou residence and was on good terms with him. Naturally, Zuo Xiaohan did not want anything to happen to her.
As for this young lady, firstly, she was beautiful and kind to others. Secondly, her life was full of misfortune. Her current situation in the Zhou residence was very worrying.
Zuo Xiaohan still wanted to borrow strength from her, but he also didn't want anything to happen to her.
Seeing that Zuo Xiaohan was alone in front of the thatched cottage, the butler asked in a low voice,""Where's the immortal master? But in the house?"
Zuo Xiaohan withdrew his gaze from the crowd carrying the coffin and nodded at the butler. Then, he called out a few times into the room.
Not long after, the black-robed Daoist appeared in front of the thatched cottage.
" Immortal Master, my young master has been carried over. There are also some tools. What do you think next…"
The black-robed Daoist looked at the digging tools and a few food boxes beside the coffin and nodded silently." The next period of time is very critical. Without my permission, no one is allowed to approach. You can go back first."”
"Oh right, leave one person behind for me, it would be best if it was a young and strong boy.”
The group of Zhou Manor servants surrounding the coffin looked at each other. It was unknown who could not hold it in and let out a snicker first. The remaining people also laughed out inexplicably.
"What are you laughing at? The immortal master has given instructions. Which one of you is a virgin? Take two steps forward and let me take a look?"
The butler coughed and pretended to reprimand her.
The crowd quickly quieted down.
"What's there to be embarrassed about? The immortal has a strange technique and is an expert. If you can be taken in as his disciple, you will live a good life from now on. This is a rare opportunity, so don't hesitate.”
The group of servants who stayed behind pushed and pushed for a long time before a shy young man of about 16 years old came out.
"Butler, we can testify that Gao Cai is a virgin…Gao Cai, don't be embarrassed. If it weren't for my two children running around, would you have such an opportunity?”
A 20-year-old servant with a mature face squeaked, causing the rest of the people to laugh kindly.
In the early years of the Republic of China, people in small rural towns generally got married early.
Children in their twenties were everywhere.
It was not easy to find a virgin among this group of young men.
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